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There is a town in north Ontario, |
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With dream comfort memory to spare, |
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And in my mind |
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I still need a place to go, |
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All my changes were there. |
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Blue, blue windows behind the stars, |
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Yellow moon on the rise, |
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Big birds flying across the sky, |
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Throwing shadows on our eyes. |
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Leave us |
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Helpless, helpless, helpless |
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Baby can you hear me now? |
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The chains are locked |
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And tied across the door, |
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Baby, sing with me somehow. |
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Blue, blue windows behind the stars, |
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Yellow moon on the rise, |
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Big birds flying across the sky, |
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Throwing shadows on our eyes. |
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Leave us |
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Helpless, helpless, helpless |
